Practicing Medicine in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 25

Wu Yi's heart moved, and he asked him: "Do you still remember what symptoms the doctor Chen said he had?"

Yan Ming carefully recalled that Chen Taiyi was only teaching privately with students, so he overheard a few words: "It seems that there are several wounds on the body. I heard that the trauma is not serious, but there is still some chest deficiency. The qi and blood are in chaos, the battalion and guards are blocked... I can't understand it either."

"Did you mention what medicine he took?"

"Physician Chen said that this is a Jue syndrome. For the time being, he prescribed ginseng, Ophiopogon japonicus, Schisandra chinensis, Fuzi, Paojiang, and licorice, which are warm and mild herbs. He has asked an acupuncturist to prick Qihai, Guanyuan, and Baihui three. Acupuncture point."

In Chinese medicine, these medicinal materials are considered to be a type of panacea, with mild medicinal effects and mainly recuperation, which can be regarded as a well-regulated prescription.

Trauma, pneumothorax, and maybe even shock, no wonder the entire imperial medical team was dispatched urgently.

Wu Yi tapped the table with his fingertips subconsciously, frowning slightly.

I hope he thinks too much.

At Maoshi the next day, as soon as the sky was lit up, Wu Yi was awakened by the sound of footsteps outside the door. He crept up from the student's bed, and Yan Ming stretched out his arms to block him. in front of.

Reluctantly, he gently put the restless arm in the dream back on the warm bed, Yan Ming twitched and quarreled in his sleep, the dream was still sweet.

Wu Yi put on his clothes, closed the door silently, pulled on his shoes, and walked towards the library in the backyard.

Li Tang's royal family loves hunting, and this temporary imperial medical office has complete facilities. The guard guarding the library was sleepy, half asleep and half awake, stopping him: "What are you doing?"

Wu Yi hurriedly smiled and said, "I'm Wu Yi, a student in the Imperial Medical Office, I'm here to look up the medical books."

The guard was busy at work, and Wu Yi had seen the face before, so he opened the door with a yawn: "Sure enough, the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked. Doctor Zhang came to look for books in the middle of the night, and the students of Doctor Zhang came early in the morning." Come to disturb people's dreams."

Wu Yi didn't bother to correct this absurd idiom usage, so he followed behind him and plunged into the dark dust floating library.

Swiping the dusty bibliography one by one with the fingertips, the collection of medical classics is like a vast galaxy, condensing the experience and prudent wisdom of the ancients, and these black and white papers and words are precipitated in the training and grinding of time, reflecting one by one into the eyes of posterity.

Wu Yi sighed, and missed Du Niang, who had thousands of results per second in modern times.

He sat on the floor under the window rail of the library, holding a book of classic medical classics, looking for those unusual herbs page by page.Occasionally, a bookworm as small as a mustard seed scurried away from the gaps in the paper, Wu Yi gently grabbed the bookworm's buttocks, and pulled the greedy little thing out of these incomparable wisdom.

Before you know it, the sun is already in the sky.

"Boy surnamed Wu, you've been here for two hours, haven't you found the book yet?" The guard yelled impatiently inside, "I'm about to change shift, hurry up."

Wu Yi took out a pen and paper from his sleeve, and kept his eyes on the paper, transcribing the information he found in Simplified Chinese.

The moment the pen came to rest, he finally let out a long sigh of relief, walked out of the library quickly, and bowed to the guard: "Thank you."

The guard saw that although he was young, he was sensible, and the corners of his mouth no longer drooped, and chatted with him, "Oh, what's the trouble for us! King Pei's illness really corresponds to the old saying——City The door is on fire, and the fish in the pond are affected! I heard that the Holy One is furious, and if he can't cure it, the entire imperial medical office will be dismissed."

Even Li Zhi, who left his name for benevolence, cowardice and cowardice, became so angry, it can be seen that Pei Wang Li Xian is really at the critical moment of his life this time.

Wu Yi had already made up his mind, and still had a faint smile on his face: "It is a doctor's bounden duty to save lives and heal the wounded. I think the imperial physicians and teachers will definitely fulfill their duties and rescue King Pei."

After all, in his very vague knowledge of liberal arts, Wu Zetian's biological sons died or moved, all of which were done by her own hands, and they were absolutely in the hands of God.

——If in this era, history is still the history of the textbooks.

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Zhang Qiren has been an imperial physician for more than fifty years. Counting the seven years of his official studies, he has spent most of his life practicing medicine.Even today's sage, the sage's children, grew up in his eyes.

Li Zhi's almost heartrending threat was useless in front of the life-threatening God, except to show weakness.

He once looked into the eyes of this king, from the pure and clear eyes of a newborn baby full of tears, to the reluctance to be lonely hidden behind his father's back when he was young, to the bright and wise eyes when he opened up the territory and expanded his territory with outstanding achievements. Once like today, it was so dark that it seemed to have lost all its brilliance and sharpness.

"Physician Chen, you were the one who served the queen when Xian was born." Li Zhi seemed to be extremely tired. He curled his index finger and gently rubbed his temples, but there was only a soreness. On the way, you all said that this child looks very much like Emperor Taizong, and with such fate, he will definitely become a pillar of society."

Zhang Qiren also stared deeply at the beast-like emperor in front of him, and his thoughts went back to the bumpy rainy night more than ten years ago: "The old minister still remembers that day, the wind was very strong, the rain was heavy, the sky and the earth were pale with lightning and thunder. The queen said, her Your son will not be afraid of any wind and rain, and you also said that this is a sign of a sage coming to the world, so you named him Xian."

When mentioning the past, Li Zhi's gloomy eyes were also filled with a touch of old joy, and then he felt an unspeakable pain in his heart.

"I am the parent of the world, but it is difficult to protect my own son. Do you really want him to accompany Taizong before me!"

Zhang Qiren knelt down straight and straight: "Heaven will send a great mission to the people, you must first have some experience, His Royal Highness Pei is blessed, and you will surely turn evil into good fortune, and disaster will become auspicious..."

"Okay, I've heard too many official words like this, and I'm tired of hearing them." Li Zhi's fingers stopped unconsciously, and his eyes looked out of the window thoughtfully.

The eunuch Wang Fulai who stood beside him for a long time rubbed his shoulders for him, and gave Zhang Qiren a wink of "you go out first".

Zhang Qiren had no choice but to get up and leave: "I will go to Pei Wang's office now, and then discuss with Chen Taiyi."

Li Zhi slowly closed his eyes, and said "hmm" softly through his nasal cavity.

Just as Zhang Qiren stepped out of the door, he was bumped into his arms by a hurried man. The two hurriedly arranged their clothes and hats before meeting each other's eyes.

"So it's Imperial Physician Chen." Zhang Qiren didn't have time to say hello, so he rushed straight in, "Why are you here too? But King Pei's condition has changed?"

Chen Jiwen clapped his hands, and said in a panic: "I went to check just now, and His Highness Pei Wang's eyes are no longer visible! I'm afraid the disease has entered the brain, so I ordered someone to boil Xinnao soup and pour it down, so I'll report to the Holy Majesty first. "

"Bian Que has a saying, the disease is in the interstitial joints, which can be touched by ironing; on the skin, needles and stones can be touched; It's really bad luck."

Zhang Qiren sighed: "At the moment, it's not you and me who can turn the tide. Your Majesty may have a headache again at this moment. You should go back to see King Gu Pei first, and I will go to the medical classics. Or ask Your Majesty to call for good doctors from the capital. Maybe you can still do it." Find a master's recipe."

Chen Jiwen turned pale with shock: "Even if we are incompetent, how dare we appoint civilian doctors? The Empress has sent people to Zhongnan Mountain to look for Sun Simiao and Immortal Zhang. If he is willing to come, there is still a glimmer of hope."

Zhang Qiren shook his head slowly: "Otherwise, Zhongnan Mountain is far away and Immortal Sun's whereabouts are elusive. Even if Immortal Sun can be invited out of the mountain, King Pei may not be able to make it to that time."

Seeing that Chen Jiwen was also in a serious state of mind, he said again: "Why don't you ask Tai Chang Cheng to order the entire Imperial Medical Office to brainstorm, and then secretly search for famous doctors in Beijing. We first use maintenance prescriptions to consolidate the foundation, and ask the surgeon to perform acupuncture. Maybe we can do it again." Keep it for a few days."

Chen Jiwen nodded: "There is no other way, I will go to see Zheng Taichangcheng right now, and you go to consult with Zhang Ye, Luo Shihe and others from the Department of Surgery and Acupuncture."

After discussing with him hastily, Chen Jiwen turned and left without touching the ground.

Zhang Qiren stood silently for a moment, and the vain sunlight in the afternoon leaned in against the window, casting a patchwork of light and shadow in the air, quietly stealing half a minute of time when people were sleepy.

After about a stick of incense, Wang Fulai really came out of the room quietly on tiptoe, and silently said with his mouth: "Your Majesty is asleep."

Zhang Qiren took another two steps towards the outside, and said in a very low voice, "I will send someone to deliver the Buzhong Yiqi soup, please advise Your Majesty to take care of your health and put the country as the most important thing."

Wang Fulai responded, followed closely behind, stepped back from the left and right, and then bowed respectfully to Zhang Qiren with a solemn expression.

Although Wang Fulai was a desperate eunuch, but he had followed Li Zhi for decades, he was highly experienced and favored, so Zhang Qiren naturally knew the importance of his gift, so he hurried to help him: "My lord, please don't be too polite. Please speak up."

Only then did Wang Fulai get up, and said solemnly: "The queen has something to ask me to bring. She knows that your talent is not limited to Taichang Temple. Please go ahead and give it a go. She will definitely protect your family's lives."

Zhang Qiren raised his brows and wrinkled deep ravines, like a piece of old and withered bark, rough and thick honed by the years into an indestructible toughness.

Wang Fulai stretched his neck waiting for his answer, and then he was slightly startled, showing a relieved smile.

"Please reply to the queen, I will do what I have learned in my life and give my all to heal His Royal Highness Pei Wang."